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- Freddie Gibbs Practice 歌詞
- Madlib Freddie Gibbs
- Freddie Gibbs 、Madlib -Practice
Written by ：Donny Hathaway 、Madlib 、Freddie Gibbs
Produced by ：Madlib
Yeah
I had it all
This one that one
I thought it was tight tight new situation
But you know what I mean
Im fooling myself you know what Im saying
Yeah yeah my n**ga I went T-Pain for her
She bout to get off work at the club
I used to wait for her
F**king up my whole family structure
To clear the day for her
When I was going through problems at home
I should have prayed more
Dear Lord but I didnt
So Im tangled in this position
Made a commitment to both of these women
And never considering both of they feelings
I got too deep so after I beat
I shouldve just deaded it from the beginning
Cause I admit that I got a bit jealous
When she was at Floyd crib stripping
And that aint like me this aint the right me
But that aint her fault
She call my phone with all the tough talk
I went the f**k off
Wasnt seeking another relationship
I just needed to duck off
Got a cougar b**ch in the boonies that p**sy
I knock the dust off
When all the trust lost
Sometimes the love is soon to follow
Wifeyll put me out the crib and
Tell me to come back home tomorrow
When I got caught the f**k up
She hit me with the ultimatum
You need to come home with your daughter
Nothing more important than your baby
D**gs got me crazy
Uh yeah
You know what Im sayinn**ga
S**ts crazy man
Selling d**esmoking d**e
You know what Im saying all that
All that s**t being around s**t
Yeah
Push you to the limit you know what I mean
Or you past the limit you know what I mean
These streets and these h**s dont love you
You dont feel no love out here n**ga
Yeah dat like Mitchy Slick say she no comprende yeah
Im chopping s**t up like a sensei to get to rent day yeah
My trunk got more blocks than Dikembe
The DEA they snatched my black a**straight up out of first class
Flying from Midway Damn
One foot in rap one foot in the trap
But Im really trapping for my homies
They too incompetent for this balancing act
If they really love me
Theyd be keeping me from it to keep it a hundred
How you complain about the price
When you getting everything fronted
W**d h**oin and caine flips was my main b**ch
She tried to make me go to counseling
But that aint change s**t
Searching for licks up in the streets
They come and go like Pok émon
Dont get no R-E-S-P-E-C-T from my baby mamas mom
Put some respect up on my name like
Beatrice milin a mattress
Fake love I really dont need it like
Allen aint need the practice
Hell yeah n**ga we talking about practice
How Im gonna break up with the streets
I got the questions but I cant find the answers
Delicate circumstances
Yeah
Its gonbe alright though
Have the b**ches there
You know what Im sayin
At the end of the day yeah
Instagram Snapchat get you locked up
Hard to sit in the city and s**t
You know what Im sayin
N**gas and these b**ches
Aint no love in this situation at all
You know what Im sayin
Yeah uh
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